Should I sleep
Why sleep when you know that you will only wake
Wake to another day of disappointment
I am itchy in this skin
There are no scares but I can see them,
I can see the marks of past mutilation.
I yearn for death again.
This soul is sinking deeper in
This skin is growing hard
A shell that can not be cracked
I want to scratch at it
I want to satisfy the demon inside
(I can smell the blood and it smells so sweet)
She calls
Singing like a siren
But I will try to hold my ears
She can not get me here
And sleep is not satisfying
Sleep only brings more illusion to my reality
More want to my ever growing yearns
If I hold my breath will it stop
Sink deep into the water and watch the blood red bubbles as I fall deeper into the void
Will I slip away or will only a carcass remain
No soul inside
Body is all
So what is my complication
I am to deep in it
Sinking in its sand
No hand to grab me
(stop your struggling and let it swallow you whole)
Whispers from inside making there way to the surface
Springing there letters on my tongue
Bouncing in my mouth
Eyes must be blood red by now
Staring past the shallow nick nacks
(Burn them all)
A fleshy confession
An only human mistake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem